Starting with Growing Mushrooms

Crack!

The entire laboratory’s cage suddenly opened.

The once listless eagle instantly regained its spirit, flew out of the cage, and affectionately landed on the shoulder of the God of Merchants.

"This..."

That single action plunged all the scientists present into collective silence.

Bang!

In an instant, they were stunned, and the reagents in their hands dropped to the floor with a crash.

"Really?"

"Has a god come to us?"

At this moment, they finally realized in their panic what they were about to face.

A mysterious, ancient, and timeless primal god, hailing from the same ancient era as the God of Longevity.

God is merely a newcomer in this era.

But this one comes from a more distant ancient past, an unknown Age of Gods...

"A true god?"

"Chasing this eagle through various dimensions to get here?"

A myriad of thoughts flashed through the minds of the scientists present.

They had been studying the so-called Divine Power for a long time, filled with excitement about the gods.

Now finally seeing the real deal, they felt a paradoxical sense of dread, making them restless and uneasy.

The God of Merchants gently petted the eagle on his shoulder and glanced at them, "Due to an accident, you have taken something you shouldn’t have, so I have come."

The leading scientist couldn’t help but tremble, this Dalmatian-like guy, suppressing his fear, said:

"Hello... Hello, I am the person in charge here, very welcome to your arrival, I heard you are a merchant..."

His tail inadvertently wagged, full of a pleading sense.

The God of Merchants suddenly laughed, "What, do you want to do business with me?"

...

On the other side.

The entire city sounded the red alert.

Countless residents and citizens, though unclear about the situation, instinctively began entering the shelters.

Thud thud thud.

The entire street was filled with panic and chaos.

Countless people quickly poured into the shelters, afraid of even a little delay.

Because they appear to be Sixth Tier, but here, the Sixth Tier is merely civilians who could be affected by any aftershocks.

"Damn it? Did something go wrong in the laboratory?"

"That’s the laboratory studying Divine Power, if something went wrong, those three will definitely kill us!"

"Has the army of the Tenth Heavenly Will discovered our secret city and dispatched a large force over?"

"Impossible, right? Our shields cover this broad starry sky, all known interstellar radars are blind and can’t see us here!"

"Whatever the case, contact the Minister of Security immediately! Have him send Prince Guguang over personally! Our annual funding isn’t for nothing!"

They even wanted to issue orders immediately to bring the strongest three realm leaders over.

But unfortunately, it was simply impossible.

The cosmos was still too vast; even as strong as they were, even the closest one would need over ten years to get here.

In this ancient empire with inconvenient transportation, taking a trip over is as if waiting till it’s too late.

This was the reason Magaras had a civil war with this parent civilization, and the local Tenth Heavenly boss didn’t intervene.

By the time the Heavenly boss arrives, it could be another decade or more.

Yes, the journey is that exaggerated.

Even from a certain perspective.

The current cosmos is like a martial arts world.

Those top knights, to reach other cities, need some time.

Even if a sword master duel occurs next door, they might not make it in time to watch.

"Prince Guguang is on a mission infiltrating the third enemy army region, has received the message, and is en route, but might..."

"Don’t worry about all that, have him abandon the mission and come over immediately!"

High-level officials were engaging in urgent communications.

On the front lines of the Tenth Universe, only those strong in Ancient Techniques were truly their top core combat power.

Prince Guguang was one of the strong stationed here.

...

In the laboratory.

The God of Merchants smiled, "If you want to trade with me, of course, you can. I always adhere to the trading principle of equitable exchange."

"That’s good, that’s good..."

As a scientist not good at fighting, the Dalmatian-like scholar shouted, "Then we can..."

The next moment, the God of Merchants immediately interrupted him,

"But I don’t deal with those who break the rules, and now, you’ve violated my principle by taking my things without permission."

"Now, I need to reclaim what you obtained from me."

The Dalmatian scientist immediately sensed the impending bad situation and hurriedly said, "We can compensate, equitable exchange, we understand."

"What do you want? Money? Wealth, knowledge? Resources, we can give you everything, we are the top batch of scholars at the front line, we hold unimaginable wealth."

"You have the enlightenment, knowing to trade with the most precious things," the God of Merchants smiled, "But what exactly is your most precious possession?"

"Of course, it’s this!"

The Dalmatian scientist raised a vial, "This is our most advanced..."

The God of Merchants suddenly shook his head,

"No, what is most precious to you is not what you say, but what you think in your hearts."

"Only what is most precious in your hearts can compensate for my loss, that is the price of breaking my trading rules."

No sooner had he spoken than a mutation occurred.